Free People
As free brothers, we live love and acceptance.
For this truth, we do sharpen our weapons.
Free people live in no kingdom’s shadow
accepting they deserve less somehow.
Free men may lance the loft of sky
with no fear of reprisal’s rival design.
Free men may dream in endless supply
with no fear of reality demanding they lie.
Free to form no answer to no question asked by no one;
free to act no action as not ordered to by someone;
brothers succeed, brothers fail, and all is well,
because either way is theirs to freely detail.
... CayCay Jennings
February 5, 2017
Copyright © Caycay Jennings | Year Posted 2017
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